Di Jiang never underestimated Luo Zhi. After all, Luo Zhi appeared quietly beside them, but they didn't notice it at all.

Based on this alone, Luo Zhi's strength cannot be underestimated.

Now that Luo Zhi had pulled out the Three Treasures of Kaitian, which was almost exactly the same as the original, it made him full of vigilance. Until Luo Zhi's next blow, it would be difficult to deal with it.

"But, how should he prove that he is the remnant spirit of Pangu Ax? Just rely on these three treasures? Not enough!"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Luo Zhi put aside the Pangu flag in his hand and stretched out his hand.

Then he saw the endless aura flowing out of the three treasures, converging on his palm and transforming into a big axe.

"This is……"

"Weapons of God the Father!"

"Pangu Ax!"

The ancestor witches were shocked again.

Luo Zhidao: "Di Jiang, look, can this prove my identity?"

Di Jiang took a deep breath, causing a strong wind to blow around him.

He said: "It's not enough. Didn't you say you want to prove it with one blow? Come on, hit me!"

"good!"

The Pangu ax in Luo Zhi's hand suddenly grew in size. Although it was still extremely small compared to Di Jiang's body, it was already very large compared to Luo Zhi.

Luo Zhi held the ax in his hand, and time flowed in his eyes, as if he had returned to the beginning of the world, and he had become the giant who split the chaos and evolved the world.

"Open the sky!"

The big ax made a horizontal stroke from left to right.

In an instant, a supreme, powerful, and irresistible force emerged outside the Ancestral Witch Palace and suddenly struck the Emperor River.

Hou Tu felt bad and appeared next to Di Jiang.

At this moment, Di Jiang's face was solemn. Not only did he not care about Hou Tu's sudden intervention, but he joined forces with Hou Tu in a tacit understanding.

The strength of the two people turned into a copper wall and an iron wall, blocking them in front of them.

But under Luo Zhi's axe, the copper and iron walls were instantly shattered, and then struck directly on Di Jiang.

The body of the ancestral witch, who was so powerful that even ordinary innate spiritual treasures could not damage it at all, was directly split open with a scar by this axe.

Di Jiang looked at his scars and said, "Thank you for saving your hand. This move of yours has the charm of Father God opening the sky. I admit that you are most likely the remnant spirit of Pangu's axe."

To say it's very possible means that he still has some doubts.

However, the force Luo Zhi showed at this moment had already conquered him.

For the strong, lies are also truth.

If Luo Zhi had the power of Hongjun to subdue the two Lich clans and force the two clans to cease fighting, not to mention claiming to be the remnant spirit of Pangu Axe, even if he claimed to be the reincarnation of Pangu, not many people would dare to object.

The big ax in Luo Zhi's hand disappeared, and the Three Treasures of Kaitian surrounding him were also taken back.

He smiled and said, "Can I take a tour of the Ancestral Witch Palace?"

Only then did the ancestral witches remember that they were still outside the temple, so it was a bit rude to say so.

He quickly transformed into the form of Pangu, which was about the same size as Luo Zhi, and invited Luo Zhi into the Ancestral Witch Palace.

The Ancestral Witch Palace was transformed by Pangu's heart, but it had already been tightly sealed by the Ancestral Witches, and a large palace was built outside, also called the Ancestral Witch Palace.

When the ancestral witches gather together, they usually live in the palace built outside. Even if guests come, they will be arranged here.

As for the original, real ancestral witch palace, it is already a forbidden area for the witch clan, and no one except the ancestral witches is allowed to enter.

Entering the main hall, Luo Zhi naturally did not really visit the scenery here. He directly said: "I am here to join the Witch Clan in the next Lich War. Of course, I am not unconditional.

…”

Di Jiang interrupted: "Fellow Taoist Hua Ling, you are joking. Tao Ancestor has an order that liches are not allowed to fight with each other. We dare not disobey Tao Ancestor's order."

Luo Zhi pointed to the sky and said, "You don't dare, but some people do!"

From here, you can vaguely see the sun transformed by ten golden crows in the sky.

However, the ancestral witches have no soul and cannot practice magical powers. They can only rely on their innate talents. Therefore, although they saw the ten suns, they could not see the great witch Kuafu chasing under the sun.

It is even less possible to predict what will happen next.

Di Jiang raised his head and looked at the ten suns, and said with some indifference: "It's just a naughty child."

He didn't take these ten little golden crows seriously at all.

The Wu Clan's physical body is extremely powerful, so its resistance to the harsh external environment is also extremely strong. Not to mention that these ten little golden crows have been flying in the sky for several years, even if they have been flying for decades or hundreds of years, there will not be a single witch.

People died from sun exposure.

However, if these ten Little Golden Crows specifically target the Witch Clan and release light and heat crazily, it would be equivalent to these ten Little Golden Crows attacking the Witch Clan, and the situation would be different.

Luo Zhidao: "It is indeed a child's naughtiness, but isn't this a test by the Demon Clan Emperor Jun? Child, this is really a good excuse. As the leader of the Witch Clan, you are in tit-for-tat confrontation with the Demon Clan.

, all think that this is just a trivial matter, and I am afraid that Taoist Hongjun will also think so."

Di Jiang was not stupid, he understood instantly.

"What do you mean, fellow Taoist, that Emperor Jun deliberately let his ten sons come out to cause harm to the ancient world?"

"That's right. The Witch Clan has a big feud with the Monster Clan. I'm afraid not many Witch Clan will tolerate ten Monster Clan's Golden Crows wandering above their heads. Once a Witch Clan takes action, Emperor Jun will immediately use this as an excuse to launch an attack on the Witch Clan.

Offensive. If Dao Ancestor steps forward to stop it, Di Jun only needs to say 'child's naughty' to put all the blame on your witch clan. But if Dao Ancestor does not show up, then the lich war will break out immediately!"

Qiangliang, the ancestral witch of thunder, was a hot-tempered ancestral witch second only to Zhu Rong. Originally, he didn't care about the ten little suns.

At this moment, after hearing the analysis by Luo Zhi and Di Jiang, it turned out to be Di Jun's conspiracy. He was instantly furious and said: "These little bastards from the demon clan will play some shameful plots. Brother, why don't you let me kill them? Let's see

Look at that old bird like Di Jun, don’t you feel sorry for his son!”

Di Jiang immediately stopped him and said: "If you take action, then the responsibility for starting the Lich War will be entirely ours."

Luo Zhidao: "I'm afraid you don't need to take action, just look at it!"

He raised his hand and the ancestral witches looked up and saw that one of the ten suns hanging in the sky suddenly fell.

Almost instantly, three more fell down.

Then there were three more.

In the blink of an eye, only the last one of the ten suns was left, hurriedly escaping towards the sky. In the process, even its own light and heat were completely restrained, making it look very embarrassing.

"good!"

"Who killed these little brats? It's such a relief!"

The ancestral witches were quite excited, but they had no magical powers or spells and could not see or deduce the situation there.

Only Di Jiang, as the ancestral wizard of space, was born with the magical power of space. He immediately blinked his eyes and saw the situation there across countless distances.

I saw a great witch with a height of several thousand feet, kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly, holding a big bow in one hand.
Chapter completed!